Why exactly?

Aug 31, 2008

Maybe I just couldn't see myself with the flowing blonde hair of a beautiful woman. Maybe it was that I just couldn't love her with the thousand fires of the sun I did with the one before. She held my hand to Walmart and back. She stood with me when I pumped my gas. She would loan me a dollar for a drink at the coke machine. I would look her in the eyes and feel nothing. I never could explain to myself why exactly it was I was with her. So one night as I laid in my bed, she snuggled up on me, and treated me as her teddy bear. She put her legs on to mine, and put her hand on my chest. I sighed and decided that it was the end. I leaned up and said we needed to talk. I think I did it the wrong way though. I told her after all we had been through that I just couldn't see myself with a girl I was not attracted to. "Ouch" she says as she leans forward to put her shirt on. I looked at her as she got up to put on her pants. I reached down to the side of my bed and picked up her little belt, that I had bought her from Panama City Beach. I smiled and said break ups are never easy. I was first attracted to her for her ability to look like Jessica Alba in some lights. I realized the other day, that it was Jessica Alba that I was attracted to, and that this girl had the personality of a rock. I am not a bad person, but maybe I am shallow. I refuse to date someone who has no attractive qualities. There is someone out there for everyone and she just wasn't it for me.

I'm Sorry Jessica Alba look a like. You just don't do it for me.